The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

In the past few days, the victims of the counties have long heard the wind.

So, the city was overcrowded.

Many victims simply stationed at the port.

When I saw the majestic Guozheng of the majestic town of Fengfeng, it was suddenly full of voice.

The second trip was better than the first one. On the one hand, the sailor and the helmsman became skilled, and on the other hand, Tang Yin knocked on the ship and knocked out his experience.

The sailors have already begun to manipulate the ship skillfully, how to sail, how to close the sail, how to close the anchor, how to anchor the anchor, how to close the net, there are so many learnings that cannot be taught by teaching and must be practiced.

As soon as the ship docked, everyone began to load and unload baskets of big yellow croakers.

I also got a fish king today with a total weight of thirteen pounds. Tang Yin let people leave this big yellow croaker. Tonight in the water village feasting on Wen Yansheng, an official of Wen Zhifu, except for a Henan Bangzi-like accent. A little uncomfortable, people are still good.

On that day, the food price began a new round of plunge, and in a blink of an eye, it went to five liters. This is ... no one wants it. Even people with some money do not want to eat food. This is not a matter of money. In the most simple concept, the price of meat should be more expensive than grain. There is meat to eat every day, and it is still easy to digest. The big yellow croaker is really delicious, it is beautiful, and everyone is not tired of it.

Many people already want to die because some people secretly bought a lot of food at high prices in order to hoard goods.

That night, I heard that Wen Zhifu actually went to drink in the water village. This ... the conscience was lost, the civil and military merged, no, the officials and officials took care of each other. This is the rhythm of killing the people.

So, a letter began to be sent out. Everyone couldn't live, so they took off your warm gauze hat first.

But in this night.

The swaying Wen Yansheng returned to his shack, his mouth spitting alcohol and burping.

After touching my belly, the fish king tonight was very tasty at first, but ... I ate too much and it was a bit greasy.

Hiccuped again, and he began to open his pen and ink.

After thinking for a while, I began to write sparse.

This time ... Ningbo seems not to be short of food. Even, if this situation continues, it is very likely that the food price of Ningbo may remain underestimated for some time, so ... Hey, now the court must be anxious ... …

Thinking this way, Wen Yan was happy. If the princes of the Manchu dynasty knew that people now live on fat fish, would they ... be a little depressed?

Why not eat yellow croaker in the disaster year?

It's just ... When Wen Yansheng thought of those gentry who suffered heavy losses, Wen Yansheng frowned. He knew the sinister business career. The court was a thousand miles away from here. They were in the middle of the dynasty. Is the smell of gunpowder too heavy? Now, they are completely offended to death, but I do n’t know what will happen.

After thinking for a while, he sighed, and that's it, now, let them, even if the black gauze hat is lost, at least, it still retains my innocence as Wen Yansheng.

but……

His thoughts fluttered, and he was about to set sail again tomorrow, but he didn't know, could he still play such a fat king, and he would fight? Then Tang Xiuxiu, wouldn't he invite me to eat it.

Although it's a bit greasy, the greasy process is also very happy.

In particular, this Tang Xiuxiu is a very talented person. His poems and poems are very good.

It was a sparse one, and it was the end of the book, and he immediately ordered Pegasus to send it out.

Wenhuo Ran, and Wen Yansheng thought, Tang Yin ’s mentor is really a great person. Otherwise, how could his disciples be so outstanding? In the Di Bao, the name of his mentor would occasionally appear ... Such a person, I really look forward to seeing you.

………………

Deng Mansion.

The military department received a letter from Deng Yinye.

This book was almost sent by the family non-stop.

He was born in Ningbo, and became a sergeant in the second tier. He quickly became an official, not to mention the low official position, but the energy was huge.

At this time when the spring breeze was proud, Deng Yinye had never forgotten his folks, folks were his roots.

He opened the letter, and when he saw his old father crying, he immediately frowned, and could not help cursing in a low voice, so bold.

But the more I read it, the more cold I felt, and next ... he was scared to pee.

What?

Tang Yin?

That Hanlin edited Tang Yin?

This guy is not doing business, went fishing, not only that, but also complained. And that prefect ...

No, no ...

Tang Yin.

He looked up at the beam of the room and pondered it carefully.

The disciple of Xinbo?

Suddenly, the family book became hot.

"Nie Xi Xi, Xing Xi!"

Crushed the family book, Deng Yinye was anxious, something was wrong, something serious was happening, was n’t it death, right? This was death, his father, how could he mess with Tang Yin, would Tang Yin repair the book to his teacher ? Doesn't Xinjianhui retaliate?

"..." Deng Yinye covered his heart.

He thinks he is stupid. What kind of goods is Xinbo? Who doesn't know? Does he offend him?

Should not be offended, after all, there is no conflict.

No, no!

He was busy taking paper and pen.

If I go back to the book first, my father is not a thing. If it were not his son who jumped and scolded the old and undead, it was against filial piety and hindered the reputation.

In the family book, it is very polite to say that you are in trouble, do n’t take any action. Even if the Deng family only loses the bottom pants, they must bite their teeth and endure, leaving Qingshan without worrying about firewood. Don't hurt your son. It's not easy for your son to be an official.

Then, he took the paper and pen again, and then prepared to write a book, he had to find a way to boast a new pass, which was called first to be strong, and touted a pass first. If the new pass would be remembered by himself in the future, at least, I would always think , The previous thing was a misunderstanding. This person really can't be offended. He didn't play cards according to common sense. One day when he went out and was shot with black bricks, he didn't know how to die.

The question is ... how to boast.

What should I boast?

The play is sparse, and there is something to be said.

He began to rack his brain and work hard to meditate, but now he did n’t know how to write a pen, think again, think about it, what is the advantage of him, do n’t worry, do n’t worry, calm down, a person, living in the world, always There are advantages, even if it is a pure scum, there should be, then ...

Deng Yinye looked up at Fang Liang and thought hard, his head was actually white, and he sat so dry, thinking for the whole night.

……………………

Fang Jifan worried.

A fast horse also sent a letter from Tang Yin.

Fang Jifan also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the boat fishing was done.

Knocking on the boat and fishing to tell the truth, it is really unfair to the big yellow croaker, which is equivalent to defrauding the big yellow croakers, defrauding the fish, and smashing them all out of the net. , You came ashore to beat our Fang Jifan.

However, Tang Yin expressed some concerns in the letter.

It seems ... offending someone, it seems that someone might retaliate.

Lying in the trough ... After a few years, I rarely see anyone retaliating.

What do they want to do?

………………

It was only at this time that an urgent report from the government office in Ningbo was sent to the household office.

Hu Dongshang Li Dongyang is away. For the past few days, he has been worried about food.

There is food, but it must be delivered to the disaster area in the shortest time, which ... it is too difficult.

The mountainous mountains in the south and the waterways are vertical. For transportation, Li Dongyang originally intended to let Beiweiwei release the stored grain first, save the immediate urgency, and then the court then calmly adjusted the relief grain.

But who ever thought, actually ...

Hey ... not to mention, those **** starving ghosts, the military food in March, the weight of 3,000 people.

Li Dongyang couldn't imagine how people would be hungry.

Now the ministries are still chattering about how to save people. Today, Liu Dongyang is discussing in the palace again.

On duty, Zuo Shilang, Liu Xin, the head of the household, after hearing that the Ningbo government came to the newspaper, thought in his heart, as expected, he came to ask for food. The Ningbo government had seven express reports, without exception, They all ask for food. This time, it should be no exception.

When he thought of this, he felt scalp ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Liu Xinming made a report.

turn on.

Bow your head.

one look.

"The governor of Ningbo Prefecture, Wen Yansheng, said: Ningbo is suffering from drought, starving all over the place, and there are towns and villages preparing for Japanese guards ..."

What?

Liu Xin thought he was wrong and rubbed his eyes.

Right?

Is this an insult to IQ?

He continued to look at the disaster ... the people in the disaster area were eating fish ...

Big yellow croaker ...

The soup is still very tender.

The swim bladder is very fat and extremely fresh.

With a little salt, the fish will smell fragrant.

Liu Xin swallowed.

Wen Yansheng, was he a cook in your last life?

Liu Xin looked dazed, and then he fell into deep thinking.

The bookman on the side saw that Liu Shilang was so terrified: "Liu Gong, what's wrong? What happened?"

Liu Xin raised his eyes, his face tranced: "I have read thousands of books and looked at ancient and modern times; for thirty years as an official, the sea has risen and fallen. I have never seen anything in the world. I have eaten more salt than people. There are more people than people. It ’s not an exaggeration to say that they are well-informed. But it ’s sparse, weird, and weird. In this world, can fish grow their feet and can they hit the fishing nets by themselves? How is it possible ... a sober and sober one, how to ponder it, actually looked at it, a little auspicious taste? "

"What?" This time, it was the turn of the book clerk. He couldn't help but start to fall into deep thinking.

call……

Liu Xin let out a sigh of relief: "And no matter how this play is sparse, let's quickly send it to the palace. If this play is sparse, it is true and false, and it has its own decree!"

Liu Xin said, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a weird thing."

Subconsciously swallowing saliva, Wen Yansheng's writing is good, he suddenly wants to eat fish.

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